Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that once killed a man just to watch him die.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Can of Baked Beans
A bouncy ball
A Glade scented plugin that smells of regret
A Phoenix Down
A 16mm film reel labeled "Robert Mapplethorpe bloopers"
A pair of jorts with "juicy" written on the butt
A 'Make Your Own Demon Core' Kit
A three-headed monkey
A List of Every Possible Object
A "fun-size" bottle of shampoo

>_